I can’t get any VyRT tickets now. Last night, my mam went to buy tickets and she had no money left, conveniently.
So now I’m in this depressing stage, especially after having a dream last night that Mars broke up.
I’m so close to crying I won’t even tell you.
oh, and I have to spend the night at my grandparents house, again. That’s enough to make me want to cry.
Parents are starting their fucking shit again ugh…. someone hand me a fish so I can bitch slap the fuck out of them? k thanks
So I’m staying at my grandparents house tonight. Yeah. My parents needed a “night to themselves”.I don’t even want to begin to wonder why ergh.But yeah…
so I’m stuck here, drinking cider and flailing over Jessie J. I’m lonely and bored, and tomorrow will be 2 years of complete and utter singleness. So yeah… I’m lonely and I just need a hug. I’ve had a day wrapping parcels and shit so I’m depressed and bored ok. I’ll be venting more soon ugh :x
I’m tired of being lonely. Seriously, everyone I know has been close to somebody, pretty much had someone to love except for me. I’m tired of it all.
Then my mam’s just said “This house wears me out.” She’s fucking having a laugh???? It wears her out???
For fuck’s sake… Now she’s trying to talk to me because I’m crying… she’s just picked Kerrang! up and started talking about the bands…. fuck off, seriously.
I’m fucking sick of my life. I really am. It’s getting to the point where I dread coming home from school, and I hate school. I have this constant knot in my stomach, like I know there’s going to be someone shouting at me, screaming at me for being lazy or whatever else. Right now, my mam just called me “ugly” even when she knows fine well I hate the way I look, especially after I’ve just been called fat from numerous people at school. She’s called me a lazy little bastard god knows how much today, and she’s keep slyly calling me names… and she wonders why I twist my face and speak to her coldly?
Honestly, I can’t keep doing this… I just don’t want to live any more.. my dad’s shouting at me right now…. my mam’s just constantly having a go…
What can I do… I can’t live here any more, I can’t cope, It’s driving me insane!!!
Goodnight. I’ve had too much wine (and sneaked some whiskey which le mother knows nothing about)
so I’m drunk. Goodnight.. lol I guess
And great…
my mother’s ordered a takeaway… another reason for me to feel shit about myself.
and before anybody says “don’t eat it”
not going to happen
like I have willpower, ha
Literally, she’s been gone for hours and as soon as she’s back there’s an argument. I fucking hate living here, it’s so unbearable at times I’m just compelled to run away but then I remember I can’t because I’d be the “selfish one” then
